All Chapters of Better Brother, Better Life: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

Phoebe glanced back at Gideon again. From her angle, all she could see was his striking, icy profile.But under the tablecloth was a different story. She had just tried to pull away, and he'd yanked her right back. Before, his palm had been pressing down on the back of her hand. Now, he'd flipped it over.He pressed his palm to hers and forcefully threaded his long fingers between hers, locking them tight. The heat from his skin hit her full force, and for some reason, it felt scorching.Her fingers curled instinctively. He probably thought that she was still trying to escape and squeezed harder, leaving no room between their hands at all. His movement was possessive and commanding—exactly like the intense vibe he always gave off.Alexandra's thoughts echoed Phoebe's. Horace and Brooke were powerful people, after all. They deserved at least a polite toast back. But Phoebe sat there as steady as a rock, clearly not planning to budge.That sight floored Alexandra. Phoebe had way mor

Phoebe nodded and headed inside.The guy who'd been bundled up in a mask and sunglasses finally took it all off, revealing a face that was almost too perfect, with full stage makeup. He reached over and patted Evan's chest, leaning in close. "Dude, you like her."It was Aaron Rodney, the current A-list heartthrob. Based on his getup, he had probably snuck over straight from some event.Simon had connections everywhere—especially among the drama magnets of the entertainment industry.This was Evan's first time meeting Aaron, and the latter was already being way too casual. Still, Evan just smiled like they'd been buddies for years.Aaron took the friendliness as an invitation. He raised an eyebrow, used to turning on the charm like all celebrities were. "I can help you out."Evan's smile widened as he leaned in. Aaron got excited as he waited for Evan to ask for a favor. However, all he heard was, "Is it true you sleep with your female fans?"Aaron froze. The smile on his face vi

There was a flash of white in Evan's head; he felt like something was about to burst. His gaze hardened into a deadly stare as he fixed it on Simon. He forced out, "You're messing with me, right?"Simon laughed like he'd heard the joke of the year. "Messing with you? Why the hell would I? Connor's just a loser now that he and Phoebe are divorced. What's he worth now? Even if Phoebe dates ten losers, he'd still come in dead last!"Evan clenched his fists tightly."There's a saying—don't worry about an ex who can't move on. Worry if the new one's good enough." Simon smacked his lips. "Next to Gideon, Connor's always going to be inferior."Evan was usually quick with words, but right now, he had nothing. He couldn't process this discovery at all—Gideon liked Phoebe!If Simon was bold enough to say it, then Gideon's feelings for Phoebe had to be far from ordinary—so far that even Simon dared to joke about them.Simon noticed something off with Evan and looked at him like he was insan

Simon was startled. "What's up with you?"Gideon's face gave nothing away. "I'm in a hurry to leave.""It's already this late. What's the rush…" Simon trailed off, catching a weird vibe. He glanced between Gideon and Phoebe, then let his imagination run wild. He grinned like an idiot and said, "I get it. I totally do! I won't hold you two up!"Phoebe was at a loss for words, especially when Simon nudged her toward the door. Well, there wasn't much reason to stick around anyway.Glen had left earlier. Phoebe hadn't drunk, so she drove Gideon's car home with him.Not far from them, Evan sat in the back of his own car. His eyes were fixed on the direction Phoebe drove off in. He commanded the driver, "Follow them."It didn't take long before he watched her pull into Freeport Residences. He waited for two hours, but she never came back out.Evan's driver was nodding off. He let out a huge yawn, glancing in the rearview mirror as he did. Then, he froze. All night, Evan's expression h

Vanessa looked genuinely bummed, then expectant. "No, I haven't. If I ever met Sun, I'd probably be too starstruck to speak."Anthony grinned. "You, starstruck? I never would've expected that.""She's my role model, after all."Connor didn't get anything useful out of that, so he played one of the videos of Sun's races. It was the one where she'd shattered the track record.She was a tall woman in full racing gear, her helmet hiding her face. There was nothing to go on but her build. Sun clearly didn't want her identity out there.Then, he watched the race footage. Her moves were clean, sharp, effortless, and stylish. That kind of grace took real talent. The helmet blocked her eyes, but one could still tell that they were focused and fierce.For some reason, Connor thought of Phoebe. When she drove, she rested one arm along the window while steering with her other hand. She could reverse into a spot as smooth as anything.It was a badass move, and Sun's build did kind of match P